Betty Jo Hilger

Rookie (05/29/65 / Missouri)

Betty Jo Hilger Poems

1. The Monarch’s Message 3/13/2005
2. Self-Delusion… 3/14/2005
3. Despair... 3/4/2005
4. Echoes Of A Rose… 2/3/2005
5. Purposed And At Peace… 2/3/2005
6. Hidden Rose... 2/3/2005
7. “known” Stranger… 3/4/2005
8. A Dream Fulfilled… 3/4/2005
9. Seeking… 3/4/2005
10. Guiding Light... 2/2/2005
11. Blue... 2/2/2005
12. Sanctuary… 2/3/2005
13. Son... 3/3/2005
14. Madness... 3/3/2005
15. Frustration... 3/4/2005
16. Compassion… 2/3/2005
17. Blame... 2/2/2005
18. Buttressed... 2/2/2005
19. I Won’t Give Up… 2/24/2005
20. Overwhelmed… 2/3/2005
21. Silent Storm: Are We Listening? 2/3/2005
22. Adopted... 2/2/2005
23. Runaway... 2/2/2005
24. Hiding Place... 2/2/2005
25. Pompous Prince... 2/2/2005
26. Growing Up… 2/3/2005
27. Mislaid Mind… 3/4/2005
28. How He’s Grown… 3/4/2005
29. Desperation... 2/2/2005
30. Delusion... 2/2/2005
31. Why So Long? 8/15/2005
32. Invisible Sin… 8/16/2005
33. Heaven... 3/4/2005
34. Awed… 3/4/2005
35. Rest In Him 4/4/2005
36. Hope… 2/3/2005
37. Applying Faith… 3/4/2005
38. Tongue-Tied… 3/4/2005
39. We Are What They See… 3/4/2005
40. Troubled... 3/4/2005

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Best Poem of Betty Jo Hilger

Grace…

My face was wet with tears, which fallen from my soul
Had drifted, deeply from the place my heart had hidden all my pain
My shattered mind, distressed, seemed to have failed the test
Of placid peace and harmony I had appointed my refrain

My hope, stretched delicate, brittle, flimsy, frail,
Lay wrecked and ruined, at my feet where my composure failed
So broken and distraught, I hung my head and cried
Lifting silent prayers: Dear Lord, Please rescue me from where I lie.

My comfort knew no bounds, for when his answer came
The velvet touch of peace ...

Read the full of Grace…

Despair...

Boiling from the passageway where earth has met the sky
The heavens roll with anger held at bay
Intense emotion rising up to form the frothing spume
To form the head of terror come to life
Thunder, rolling ‘cross the blue, to banish all my hope
Storming squalls invading quiet days
Dispelling joy, dispersing peace, delivering alarm
The dragon of the night has conquered hope
And undulating athwart, to cover light from view